mdni- aged up yuji, oral (both receiving), incest,
brothers! yuji and choso who love to have fun with you on their own but they also love when they get the chance to share you.
brothers! yuji and choso who sneak into your room late at night while uncle sukuna sleeps down the hall.
brothers! yuji and choso who take turns licking stripes up your watering slit.
you were in pleasure heaven, hips twitching up into their tongues to meet where you needed them most.
yuji crawls up your body letting choso take over your cunt. he kisses slow, wet kisses up your body until his lips find your hard little buds. he brings up a hand to grope and twist at the opposite mound.
brothers! yuji and choso who get off to hearing your quiet moans, in fact it ads to the wet stains forming at the front of their pajama pants.
brothers! yuji and choso who take turns fucking you into the mattress while the other stimulates the rest of you. choso replaces his mouth with his huge pulsating cock.
choso enters you as he sits on his knees between your thighs, slowly fucking in and out of your tight little cunt. occasionally he would reach down and place his hand on your mound, pressing down where his cock would hit so deep while his thumb made fast light circles over your puffy clit.
brothers! yuji and choso who each have a mouth on one of your nipples. choso had leaned down to attach his lips to the hard bud yuji had neglected.
yuji had been licking and sucking so hard that your previously pink nipple was now a slight purple. one hand held him up on his side while the other felt all over your perfect body, squeezing, pulling, twisting, his movements never slowed.
brothers! yuji and choso who had your eyes rolling to the back of your head making you see black and white flashes. you’d never felt so much pleasure in so many places at one time.
yuji pulls back from your chest and move up to your neck, making it his goal to pull more little sounds from your soft voice. his teeth nipped, his tongue grazed. once yuji found a spot that made your breath hitch he attacked it like never before. his hand pulled at your breast then your hips, squeezing all the right places.
chosos thrust never slowed, he fucked hard in and out of your cunt that was squeezing him deeper into you. when you peeked down you could see the outline of his dick in your lower stomach, making you moan loudly. yuji quickly attacked your lips with his to shut you up and choso used that as the perfect time to fuck you into oblivion.
brothers! yuji and choso who had your legs shaking uncontrollably from such an intense orgasm, their movements not stopping to let you ride out your high.
brothers! yuji and choso who switch places and do it all again but them in different positions now. they could go all night, letting you cum over and over again before they ever let go.
imagine leaning against toji while watching tv in the recliner. him rubbing your tummy underneath your shirt, occasionally grabbing a boob. it had been a long day for you so you crashed onto him.
mdni- somno, dubcon, incest, all characters are of age
imagine olderbrother!gojo who creeps into your room at night while your sleeping to help find some relief for his rock hard cock that he woke up to.
you’re already lying on your back, so all he did was remove the blanket and slide up your nightgown. praise the dirty gods that you weren’t wearing underwear.
you were still slick from having played with yourself before falling asleep. your olderbrother!gojo pulled out his long length and hovered over your sleeping body. he lowered down until he was parallel to your slit.
gojo spread open one of your thighs a little and sank down between your folds, like a hotdog in a bun.
minutes gojo sat there feeling your juices roll down the sides of his cock. he slowly moved back and forth, his precum mixing with your slickness.
you stirred in your sleep “shhh go back to sleep babygirl. it’s just a dream. big brothers just fixing his problem. go back to sleep” he cooed at you. his words breathless from the feeling of his twitching cock between your folds.
you nestled back into your pillow and went back to sleep, but gojo could have sworn he could feel you ever so slightly rolling your hips to meet his thrusts. god how hot you were- playing the sweet little sleeping sister, when secretly you’re awake and wanting nothing more than to grind back until you were shaking.
he could feel his high approaching, but didn’t want to leave you without anything. he reached one hand down to the top of your slit and started making soft circular motions right in the edge of your clit. the teasing and bumping making you jerk your hips up into him.
you were clenching around nothing, legs tensing. a quick, yet powerful orgasm took over you right before your olderbrother!gojo sprayed your stomach with his hot white seed.
he collapsed on you, breathing as if he just ran a marathon. in a way his weight was comforting.
you both fell asleep, but when you awoke the next morning you were alone and wiped clean from the previous nights events.
uncle!toji who stumbles into your room when your visiting from college. it’s super bowl weekend and your dad decided to host this years party. he closes the door behind him quietly, the others thinking he went off the the bathroom.
uncle!toji stalk towards your bed where you lie asleep. as he approaches he noticed your phone lit up next to you with his facebook page pulled up. an old photo of him at the gym with some friends was what you were last staring at.
he pulled away the covers carefully, revealing one leg hiked up clearly showing your hand in your adorably soaked underwear. ‘did she fall asleep getting off to me?’ toji thought to himself ‘welp. let’s make dreams come true.’
uncle!toji dipped down onto the bed and laid between your legs. he carefully moved two fingers to trace over the wet material that covered your slit. once his fingers were at the top of your slit he pressed down where he thought your clit might be. boy was he right, because you arched your hips right into his hand, unconsciously craving more.
uncle!toji pulled the center of your underwear over with his thumb and took a moment to stare at your perfect glistening cunt. all self control was escaping his body.
uncle!toji dipped his head down and he poked his tongue out, swiping up between your folds. from hole to clit toji tasted the mixture of your old release and your current juices. you tasted like heaven. he couldn’t help but dive in and attach his mouth to your puffy slit.
your eye’s clenched tight before you opened them, waking from your previous slumber. you were unconsciously jumping up into your uncles mouth.
your uncles mouth?!?
you did a double take and gaped at the raven haired dilf uncle of yours that was currently between your thighs making out with your cunt like it was last nights supper. mouth opened, eyes rolling back, you moaned at the feeling of two giant fingers entering you at the same time lips sucked around your puffy clit.
your uncle!toji looked up seeing you awake and happy. your sounds only encouraged him.he decided to have some fun.
“good morning sleeping beauty. what made you fall asleep so early? it’s super bowl night ya know?”
“was it maybe…” the hand that wasn’t knuckle deep inside you picked up your phone which showed an old gym pic of toji and some of his friends “this really hot picture of your uncle!toji?”
all color left your face— thank god it was dark.
“it’s okay babygirl, no need to be embarrassed. i came in here for about the same reason. thought it was the bathroom. i needed to get rid of the thought of you in those leggings down there. but then i made a wrong turn and found you here— all fucked out from cumming on your hands imagining your dear ole uncle!toji. when all along you could have been had the real thing, doll.”
his mouth wasted no more time on words, he dove right back into your now dripping pussy. his fingers drilled into you until you were clenching around him. his fingers curled at the spot that made your vision go dark for a moment. all while his lips wrapped around your bud and sucked at the same time his tongue drew circles.
you were a moaning mess, careful to be quiet, making toji wanting to hear more. you were basically riding his face at this point- your hips moved back and forth helping get to your high.
which hit you like a truck.
your legs spasmed, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and one of your hands found toji’s hair, pulling in the strands unconsciously keeping him in place to ride out the high.
you had never in your life had an orgasm that had you like that. anymore and you might’ve wet the bed.
uncle!toji climbed up the bed and lied beside you with hooded eyes and a smile on his face.
“missed that, huh?” he asked, smiling at you.
you couldn’t help but laugh at his cute scarred smile. “i dreamt of you every night in my dorm room remembering our last time together.”
uncle!toji kissed the crown of your head and whispered a “good night” to you right before you fell asleep on his chest.
after a while of lying there toji rolled you over and went back downstairs to the party as if nothing happened.
your mission to get to know your quiet lab partner, park sunghoon, felt borderline impossible.
the guy barely gave you a glance in class, usually had faint shadows under his eyes, and only spoke to you just to mutter things like "you poured too much titration."
but a little harmless snooping paid off.
finding his instagram felt like striking gold. the account was somehow even more enigmatic than he was. a simple black profile picture. a bio filled with disjointed terms. his display name was reduced to a single, lowercase "s." for a moment, you weren't even sure it was him. until you spotted the link in his bio.
a twitch account.
he streamed league of legends, valorant, and occasionally genshin impact. his following was modest; his view count unimpressive for someone so unfairly good at what he did.
you were shocked that the guy even followed you back.
working up the courage to dm him took another week. you'd rehearsed the message three times before finally sending him a compliment about his recent stream—where he tried to pity build and somehow made it viable.
he left you on read for almost two full days. you hadn't known a guy could be so cold until you met sunghoon.
when he finally responded, it was a single, effortless "ty." if he thought that would dispirit you, he clearly underestimated your persistence.
from then on, it was like luring a cat with their favorite treats. you'd drop hyper-specific references that catered to his most recent interests, send him niche memes, and casually ask about his raid strategies until he finally broke and sent you a five-minute voice note explaining particle effects like it was life or death. his voice was softer than you expected, a little breathless when he got passionate, as if he forgot he was talking to you and not his twitch chat.
you couldn't have achieved more in life.
you broke sunghoon.
months later, that same scrawny, sleep-deprived lab partner is sprawled in his gaming chair in front of you. rgb lights highlighting his sharp features in blue and purple, catching along the curves of his jaw. he's wearing his usual black hoodie, silver-rimmed glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose while he focuses on his second monitor.
you're kneeling between his spread thighs under the desk, the carpet soft against your knees. on one screen, his guild is mid-raid, boss health bar ticking down, teammates yelling callouts through his headset. he hasn't missed a single mechanic.
his free hand rests casually on your head at first, fingers combing through your hair like he's petting a cat. soft, innocent enough for you to lean into his touch.
you hear him hum softly before tightening his grip.
he angles his hips forward a fraction, feeding another slow inch past your lips without sparing a single glance at you. his voice stays perfectly even when he speaks into the mic.
"yeah, taunt on cooldown. i got the aggro reset, don't worry."
you hollow your cheeks, swirling your tongue the way you know makes his thigh twitch. a tiny hitch escapes his lips, but is gone in a second. he adjusts his headset like nothing had happened, thumb brushing against your cheek almost tenderly.
"sorry guys, cable got caught," he mutters to his team. "we're all good now."
but under the desk, his fingers slide into your hair properly now, holding you still while he rocks slow, controlled thrusts that let him stay seated and look entirely normal from the angle he has his webcam at.
the thrill of it burns low in your stomach: his friends hearing only his calm responses while you're pathetically drooling around his length, trying not to make a sound.
when the boss finally dies and the raid cheers, he mutes. only then does he lean back, glasses fogging at the corners, and finally looks down at you with those hooded eyes.
"good girl," he praises quietly, voice wrecked in a way his discord friends will never hear. "took me so well while i carried."
he pulls you up by the wrists, spins the chair, and hauls you onto his lap in one fluid motion. your thighs bracket his as he leans in and kisses you like he's starving, teeth and tongue and little rough groans he muffles against your mouth.
his setup is everywhere around you: shelves lined with scale figures of his favorite anime characters, a half-built lego kit deserted on the side table, and rows upon rows of manga. he's spent years alone in rooms like this, studying every frame of hentai, every doujin panel, and every moan cadence. now he uses his knowledge just as well as he memorizes titration curves and reaction rates with unnerving accuracy.
one hand slips under your shirt, fingers finding your nipples and rolling them with godly precision that makes your back arch every time. his free hand dips beneath your skirt, stroking through adorable, soaked panties before pushing them aside.
"been this wet since you crawled under my desk, huh?" his lips brush against your ear in a sinful whisper. "knew you would. always do when i ignore you a little."
he doesn't rush. he never does.
years of edging himself to animated girls meant he could drag this out until you're a trembling mess.
two fingers slide in slowly, curling against that spot that makes your thighs shake, thumb circling your clit in lazy, perfect loops. he watches your face the entire time—studying every flutter of your lashes, every awestruck look on your mouth—like he's speed-running your tells.
when you start clenching around his digits, he pulls them out, replacing them with the thick head of his cock, sinking into your soaking folds in one long, unrelenting thrust. your forehead drops to his shoulders as he wraps an arm around your back, holding you flush against him while he bottoms out.
"fuck," he breathes, the first real crack in his composure all day. "still so tight."
with that, he fucks right into you with deep, measured drives, hips snapping just enough to grind against your clit on every stroke. his hoodie bunches around his waist, your nails digging into the fabric over his shoulders.
somewhere in the haze, he reaches over and clicks his second monitor on again. a paused hentai scene fills the screen—some pretty anime girl easily folded in half, expression blissed out.
"compare for me," he murmurs against your throat, his filthy voice vibrating against your skin. "tell me if i'm doing it better than him."
you can't even form words, just a string of broken whines as he angles deeper, hitting that spot over and over with devastating accuracy that mirrors his perfect aim in games.
his endurance is disgusting; he's barely panting while you're falling apart on his uncharacteristically big dick.
when you finally cum, it's with his name on a sob, clenching so hard he finally groans, burying himself to the hilt and spilling his seeds inside you with slow, pulsing drags.
he doesn't pull out right away, though. the nerd knew how to fuck incredibly well. instead, he just keeps you in his lap, one hand rubbing your back as he watches you recover from your high through his glasses. his figurines watch from above like silent, approving sentinels.
"next time," he starts, lips gently brushing against your temple, "i'm photographing you next to the new scale. need better reference from the tremble in your thighs."
you laugh weakly against his neck.
he smiles, that rare, real one he does only for you, tightening his arms around your waist.
the antisocial geek who once ghosted you for days is gone. in his place is this quiet, awkward boyfriend who still blushes in public when you hold his hand, yet ruins you every night like it's his final boss clear.
🦭 mels note: hello! my initial plan was to get this idea done by valentines day as a surprise for you all but i got busy and ended up finishing it today :( besides that, i hope you enjoy! 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗈𝖺𝗁….
going to sleep wishing that i could wake up to gojo fucking into me so slow that my pussy sucks him in every time he pulls back. cunt gripping so tight that he wakes you up from moaning too loudly in your ear. he mumbles a quick apology when he notices you’re awake and wastes no time in speeding up his movements, chasing after his high. cunt dripping around him and down onto his thick ass thighs.
big bro gojo pretends that he doesn't know you're the reason he wakes up every morning with his crotch drenched. he tries really really hard not to hump up into you when you creep into his room late at night and start grinding on him like a needy lil sister <\3 he knows you don't know any better, you just want your big brother to make you feel good!
stepbrothers! sae and rin itoshi who aren’t only competitive on the soccer field, but in the bedroom as well. they fight over who gets to get your ass first or who gets to swallow your cum first.
stepbrothers! sae and rin itoshi who look up at you with those similar eyes as they’re licking and sucking at your cunt simultaneously.
stepdad!toji who rubs your cunt back and forth on his huge girthy cock that’s lying on his stomach. your folds spread open on either side of his length. your so wet that it causes you to wriggle side-to-side.
stepdad!toji who grabs your hair and yanks your head back so that his lips can attack your already slobber-coated neck.
stepdad!toji who’s other hand has a firm grip on your hip, rubbing you faster and faster on his swollen cock. your puffed up clit was pulsating with every slide.
stepdad!toji who begs you to cum and squirt all over his fat cock, and so you obliged. you were a morning, shaking mess under his hold.
stepdad!toji who came at the feeling of your spasming hole in his sensitive length. cum squirted out and onto his stomach. you’d never see such a pool of white.
stepdad!toji who took two of his fingers to wipe up the cum from his stomach but then brought those fingers to your lips, “say ahh” and you opened wide as his fingers wiped his seed onto your tongue. you’d never swallowed and hummed at the taste.
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